Part 30 (1/2)

”I know: our American stations must surprise you. When you ask for a porter they give you chewing-gum. But if you'll come along I'll extricate you; and you must really lunch with me, you know.”

The young man, after a just perceptible hesitation, replied, with profuse thanks, and in a tone that did not carry complete conviction, that he was already engaged; but when they had reached the comparative rea.s.surance of the street he asked if he might call that afternoon.

Archer, at ease in the midsummer leisure of the office, fixed an hour and scribbled his address, which the Frenchman pocketed with reiterated thanks and a wide flourish of his hat. A horse-car received him, and Archer walked away.

Punctually at the hour M. Riviere appeared, shaved, smoothed-out, but still unmistakably drawn and serious. Archer was alone in his office, and the young man, before accepting the seat he proffered, began abruptly: ”I believe I saw you, sir, yesterday in Boston.”

The statement was insignificant enough, and Archer was about to frame an a.s.sent when his words were checked by something mysterious yet illuminating in his visitor's insistent gaze.

”It is extraordinary, very extraordinary,” M. Riviere continued, ”that we should have met in the circ.u.mstances in which I find myself.”

”What circ.u.mstances?” Archer asked, wondering a little crudely if he needed money.

M. Riviere continued to study him with tentative eyes. ”I have come, not to look for employment, as I spoke of doing when we last met, but on a special mission--”

”Ah--!” Archer exclaimed. In a flash the two meetings had connected themselves in his mind. He paused to take in the situation thus suddenly lighted up for him, and M. Riviere also remained silent, as if aware that what he had said was enough.

”A special mission,” Archer at length repeated.

The young Frenchman, opening his palms, raised them slightly, and the two men continued to look at each other across the office-desk till Archer roused himself to say: ”Do sit down”; whereupon M. Riviere bowed, took a distant chair, and again waited.

”It was about this mission that you wanted to consult me?” Archer finally asked.

M. Riviere bent his head. ”Not in my own behalf: on that score I--I have fully dealt with myself. I should like--if I may--to speak to you about the Countess Olenska.”

Archer had known for the last few minutes that the words were coming; but when they came they sent the blood rus.h.i.+ng to his temples as if he had been caught by a bent-back branch in a thicket.

”And on whose behalf,” he said, ”do you wish to do this?”

M. Riviere met the question st.u.r.dily. ”Well--I might say HERS, if it did not sound like a liberty. Shall I say instead: on behalf of abstract justice?”

Archer considered him ironically. ”In other words: you are Count Olenski's messenger?”

He saw his blush more darkly reflected in M. Riviere's sallow countenance. ”Not to YOU, Monsieur. If I come to you, it is on quite other grounds.”

”What right have you, in the circ.u.mstances, to BE on any other ground?”

Archer retorted. ”If you're an emissary you're an emissary.”

The young man considered. ”My mission is over: as far as the Countess Olenska goes, it has failed.”

”I can't help that,” Archer rejoined on the same note of irony.

”No: but you can help--” M. Riviere paused, turned his hat about in his still carefully gloved hands, looked into its lining and then back at Archer's face. ”You can help, Monsieur, I am convinced, to make it equally a failure with her family.”

Archer pushed back his chair and stood up. ”Well--and by G.o.d I will!”

he exclaimed. He stood with his hands in his pockets, staring down wrathfully at the little Frenchman, whose face, though he too had risen, was still an inch or two below the line of Archer's eyes.

M. Riviere paled to his normal hue: paler than that his complexion could hardly turn.

”Why the devil,” Archer explosively continued, ”should you have thought--since I suppose you're appealing to me on the ground of my relations.h.i.+p to Madame Olenska--that I should take a view contrary to the rest of her family?”